A clear sign of gentrification
in our neighborhood
was when Lenin
moved across the street
He had been on our roof
since the fall
of the soviet union.
We used to have great
sunset parties
by his feet
When our building was sold
to a real estate developer,
the old owner took Lenin with him

Now he stands on a roof
on Norfolk street
still keeping a check on
Wall Street

You can see him if you stand on
Houston and look south
We are very few of the old tenants left
and we no longer have
Lenin-sunset parties
on our roof

It was quite a success
won prices in Monaco
and Uppsala
I was interviewed
and it was sold to TV
in several European countries

A simple idea
You see the sex-act from
a woman’s point of view
The ceiling
And then the floor
and a woman’s
hands holding on to a sink
while the camera is moving.

You get the picture…

You will soon be able to see it
At the Swedish Film Institute’s
online library.

I tell you when.

And that was my
15 minutes of fame nr.1

Now to
15 min of fame nr.2a

I wrote a novel
In Swedish
We had the book release
at the NK department store
in Stockholm.
That felt very special.
If you click here you can read about it
if you like.

And 15 minutes of fame nr.2b
was when the book
was translated to English
and we had a book release
party in New York.
The Black Cats NYC
were playing
This is how happy I was
at the end of that

Now – I just got back from the
bookstore at the
Museum of Modern Art
in New York
and that is my
15 minutes of fame nr.3

Robert Carrithers
and Louis Armand
has put together
this book
“Citiy Primeval
New York, Berlin, Prague”
and a piece of my writing
is in it
with photos
Page 225 – 229
It is for sale at the
MoMA Bookstore.
Imagine that.

This Friday Nov 10
there will be a book release
with performances
at Howl! on 1st street
Please come !!!

I really like the little people by Tom Otterness
There are more than 25 little people
in the subway by 14th and 8th

And an alligator
eating a little person

I also like the 27 seals by the East River
by Gerry Augustine Lynas

And I like the graffiti on the gates of closed stores or restaurants in the East Village.
I saw these early in the morning while walking a friends dog.
Normally I am never out
when those places are closed
and the gates are down.

Thank God for little dogs.

But there is this rabbit hanging high up in the air
at the beginning of first street.
Why is it there ??

So I had 3 separate
Russian guys
trying to pick me up
today at Brighton Beach
near Coney Island

The first one came up to me
with his phone to his ear
and asked
if I just tried to call him

???
(Was that a good pick-up line you think?)

The second said he worked
For the Russian government
And that he recognized me (?)
and then asked me if my husband
was Russian

He was disappointed when I said
he was Swedish
He left with a ”my bad luck”

The third just said something
In Russian
I stared at him and
looked down at my book.
See – I had taken the subway
to the beach to enjoy
the last late-summer temperature,
and to be by myself and re-visit
my youth by reading “The Mudd Club”

Meaning that every time
one of those three guys
came up to me and
wanted my attention
I looked up from the book
And – since I was in my
20-year-old mind –
I got very confused to see
a 55+ Russian man
wanting to talk to me

As this never happen to me
in my usual neighborhoods
I wonder if I should consider
this experience
a compliment
or an insult?

See, there isn’t just
the guy in white
there is another New York mystery guy
too
The guy with the suit-cases
.

His base is Houston street
between Avenue A and B
Sometimes he has only
5 suitcases,
all locked up together in a pile
Sometimes the whole block
has little stations of suitcases
with anything from 5 – 15 suitcases
placed in different parts of the block

All with locks

…and he is somewhere near by
having this constant conversation
with somebody invisible

He sounds angry and concerned

You might have seen him
He is maybe around 35
White
A little heavy.

Around 11pm,
he sometimes
goes through the trash
from Union Market.
There is left-over sushi there
In nice packages

He sits on the steps
near his suitcases
and eats his sushi
talking to the air

Takahashi
is my favorite sushi place
near where I live
It’s on Avenue A
If you go
go by yourself
or just with one more person
and get seats at the counter
in front of the chefs
Jack will become
your best friend
And maybe
when you’ve been coming a few times
He might make you a special